Awakened by the pounding rain he opens tired eyes Surrounded by the blankets warm he contemplates the rise His muscles and his bones work no longer as a team The years of sea and tide have made him weary lean and mean
The porridge and the teabag squeezes life back into brain A quick glance through the window showing easing of the rain The pain in his heart for the lover he adores She’s carried him through storms always safely back to shore
Naughty Brigit is her name a name she hailed so well For many days and nights she fought the sea and fierce swell But now her days are numbered for her tethered ropes are worn Goodbye my love…. forever I will mourn
Her weathered skin and wrinkled smile still beautiful and proud The creaking of her bones in the night she screams out loud Not quite the graceful youth of years the storms have taken toll Still standing in the harbor with her elegance and soul
I polish her and groom her for her shine will never dim We’ll end our years together in the depths of sea and sin The ropes I tie around her neck will guide her through the night The crashing waves and jagged rocks together win this fight